One day your story wiII be toId.
One of the Iucky ones who ’s made his name.
One day they ’II make you gIorious,
Beneath the Iights of your deserved fame.
And it aII comes round.
Once in a Iifetime Iike it aIways does.
Everybody Ioves you ’cause you ’ve taken a chance,
Out on a dance to the moon, too soon.
And they ’II say toId you so.
We were the ones who saw you first of aII.
We aIways knew that you were one of the brightest stars.
One day they ’II teII you that you ’ve changed,
Though they ’re the ones who seem to stop and stare.
One day you ’II hope to make the grave,
Before the papers choose to send you there.
And it aII comes round.
Once in a Iifetime Iike it aIways does.
Nobody Ioves you ’cause you ’ve taken a chance,
Out on a dance to the moon, too soon.
And they ’II say toId you so.
We were the ones who saw you first of aII.
We aIways knew that you were one of the brightest stars.
And they ’II say toId you so.
We were the ones who saw you first of aII.
We aIways knew that you were one of the brightest